Seaside Moors natives kneel in prayer by their caravans

solaire hovered just past the entrance of the den. she was a careful and obedient girl, with just the right amount of caution to keep her from wandering into danger. that didn't mean she wasn't curious as can be- she was a child, after all. today the pale daughter sniffed among the plants just outside the den. mostly soft grasses, with a couple flowers scattered among them... she learned their scents one by one, and each day she felt she could better tell them apart.